life          moves          forward
e v e r y s i n g l e o n e o f u s
we accelerate without choice
rolling on rubber wheelers
or walkingrunning on these feet
hopping/jumping/skipping/skating
every breath is a step into the future
each beat of our bloody hearts
presses us ahead…

nothing
stands
still

there is no end,
even the running down is running;
deterioration to death is still an act
and what’s left is remade into another
that drives ahead…is pulled ahead
forever onward…